Optic nerve images showed that it may have been similar to a powerful sedative effect, acting on all parts of the human nerves, and he was able to hold on until now without sleeping, which is already considered tenacious.

Groggily running forward, Loki's 3D spatial vision system vaguely felt a little girl's firewood-like little hand, struggling to pull his sleeve.

As soon as he entered the cavern, Loki subconsciously felt the danger of leaving, and then fainted to the ground.

This time I slept groggily, dreaming of all sorts of ghosts, losses, monsters, and so on from time to time.

I dreamed that I was terminally ill in my previous life, not only did I not get hospital treatment, but I was also captured by some giant spider monsters, and I was firmly bound by cobwebs and sucked as food.

Nightmares repeatedly, and the subconscious of fear wanted to wake himself up, but after tossing and turning a few times, Loki just couldn't wake up and continued to suffer in nightmares.

......

I don't know how long it took, but under the stimulation of a strong hunger, the half-elf boy finally woke up.

The surroundings were pitch black, and even with the optimization of low-light night vision, it could only be vaguely seen that the surrounding stone walls should be the cave.

The temperature of the cavern was a little cool, but fortunately he was evenly covered with a pile of hay so that Loki would not be uncomfortably cold.

The half-elf boy recalled for a moment, and the optic nerve image showed that he should have collapsed outside the cave after being poisoned by anesthetic toxin.

His last impression was that a pair of small hands were laboriously dragging him.

On the ground next to him, there was a small figure, the only normal half-elf in Silent Town, little Fatuna, who was curled up on the ground to rest.

The little girl, who was often in fear and had a light sleep, noticed Loki's movement, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and woke up.

Although little Fatuna is not born with night vision, she has been accustomed to dark caves for a long time and can see a little.

The little girl felt the strange Loki wake up, and she was still a little afraid.

Loki looked down and was picked up by a dirty ball of linen in the palm of his hand.

When I opened it, I found that the wound in my palm was covered with some chewed grass stalks.

He clenched his fists lightly, compared some hand tactile data, and found that the anesthetic toxin he had received before had fully recovered.

Combined with the visual image memory, Loki of course knew that it was obviously this little Fatuna who saved him, a little girl who was only about six or seven years old, thin and pitiful, and he didn't know where he had to put a lot of effort into dragging himself here.

Loki was grateful for the taste, looking at the little girl who was still a little scared of herself.

After thinking about it, he put his hand into his arms, and after a moment of pinprick-like pain, he took out a red baseball cap.

The line on the hat is printed in English, with the names of Babu and Gan, and a large lake shrimp drawn in the middle, which is something that is visualized from the astral consciousness and the last information beam, and he has never used it.

The half-elf boy gently thanked little Fatuna as he walked over and put a red baseball cap on the little girl's dirty head.

The poor little girl was at a loss, and for a moment did not know how to refuse.

Fatuna wasn't afraid of him before, she knew that Loki was also half-elf.

But unlike the townspeople, he is the only normal half-elf who doesn't turn into monsters.

The little girl had just not communicated with anyone for a long time, and she was afraid of the feeling of strangers on her side, but in little Fatuna's mind now, the half-elf on the other side should not be considered a stranger anymore.

Bursts of hunger hit, and Loki's stomach shook with hunger.

The biological clock of the quantum biocomputer told him that he had been asleep for about one day and 10 hours.

He felt like his stomach was about to be burned through by stomach acid.

Little Fatuna fiddled with her red baseball cap.

After discovering Loki's embarrassment, the small body stood up and laboriously pulled out a burlap bag from under the rotten wooden bed.

It contains a few fast-dehydrated tree fruits, and some plant tubers, including a few moldy cassava.

Loki looked at the little girl and said, "Do you usually eat these?"

Little Fatuna bit her lip and rummaged through the broken pocket for a while, finding a piece of hard black bread and muttering something to him.

Loki sighed, pulled out his knife, and pulled away the thick skin of the tree fruits, revealing some edible flesh.

One was handed to little Fatuna, and he ate the moldy ones first, and soon all this bit of food went into the stomachs of the two people, and most of them were eaten by Loki alone.

Little Fatuna found a broken wooden bowl and filled it with some water for him to drink in the waterhole in the cave.

Looking at the relaxed little girl, Loki asked a question at the right time.

"Little Fatuna, why didn't you come back with some food from your parents that day?"

Little Fatuna's little face paused, and her big eyes began to grow uneasy and frightened.

She turned to the side, her thin shoulders suddenly twitched a few times, probably remembering something, and she cried out aggrieved and afraid.

It was useless for Loki to comfort him, he regretted that he was too anxious, and the little girl cried tears and snot, and finally hiccups while crying.

"Woo, woo, woo......"

"Oh, they, they're not, Mom and Dad......"

The half-elf boy wiped the snot of little Fatuna, but unexpectedly, the little girl stumbled and spoke, and Loki understood the meaning.

"Brother Lo, Loki......"

"Me, my father, my mother, are all dead, they are fake......"

Little Fatuna found that she could speak, so she stopped crying and began to express what she wanted to say intermittently.

But the little girl has been under mental stress for a long time, and she can't remember some things clearly, but she vaguely remembers that her parents were captured by humans and later beaten to death by slave traders.

Only little Fatuna escaped alone, fleeing to the Silent Town in the forest.

Loki asked a little more, and it turned out that little Fatuna didn't know that her parents were fake when she first arrived here, but later found out that her parents were weird at night.

Especially on the night of the Blood Moon, the inhabitants of Silent Town transform into terrifying monsters.

The little girl hid in this cave, and only occasionally stole some food at night, but did not dare to eat the food made by those monsters, but often in the wild, hungry to find some fruit to eat.

Loki asked softly, "Do you remember how long you lived here?"

Little Fatuna bit her lower lip, and her dusty little hands tossed behind the rotten wooden bed, and she reported a bundle of yellow grass stalks, and began to count them one by one.

"Three days, four days...... Eighty-one days, eighty-two days......"

The little girl muttered slightly, not afraid of being tired at all, and the half-elf boy felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Counting to more than a hundred, this was only a small part of them, but the little girl scratched her face in distress.

Then he raised his dusty little hand, continued to pull the grass stalks back together, and counted them again.